Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I am below everything.

abrar?

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

like first name

bro i read nothing in my life

whats your name?

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

i understand

not so on: yvf(wthw)

what do you think my name is

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

13, H, grate

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sorry i am texting like a slav

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!